Death Makes Me Stronger 4, page 21
“Th-that was amazing,” she panted as I kissed up her chest to her taut nipples. “I’ve really, really missed you.”
“I missed you, too,” I said and then took one nipple between my teeth.
“Yes, oh, yes,” she whined as I slipped my fingers inside of her. “Don’t stop. Pleeease. Don’t stop.”
I kissed my way up to the goth woman’s neck and then bit down hard as she drove her hips down onto my fingers again. Raven’s pulse sped up as she screamed in pleasure and pain, and my girlfriend dug her nails into my back as she climaxed again. I moved up to nibble on her lip rings as I continued to massage the pale woman’s sensitive nub.
“I need you inside of me,” she groaned. “Right now. I need you to fuck me.”
“If you insist,” I grinned and then picked her up, brought her over to the bed, and threw her onto the soft blankets. “But you’ll have to beg.”
“Please, John,” she pleaded and crawled on her knees to the edge of the bed. “I need you. Right now. I can’t wait any longer.”
Raven trailed kisses up my stomach and then dragged me down for another kiss. My girlfriend’s body fit perfectly against mine, and my dick twitched with need as she rubbed against it. She screamed in delight when I pushed her backwards and then thrust into the goth woman until my balls slapped against her.
My own coil felt like it was tied in knots, and all I wanted was to release the pressure. I kept pounding and pounding, but I wanted to wait until she was really ready before I released. I thought my back would snap, but then I felt the goth start to shake again.
I groaned as she ran her nails down my back and then dug in as a third orgasm pulsed through her. Raven’s breasts bounced with every thrust, and I leaned down to claim my girlfriend’s mouth as she screamed in ecstasy. Then I flipped the petite woman over, grabbed her pigtails, and started to ride her like a bull in a rodeo.
“Ye-yeees,” she whined as she arched back against me. “Harder. Yes. Don’t-don’t stop.”
My balls tightened as I reached my own orgasm, and the goth woman slammed her hips against me like she could feel it coming.
“I’m about to cum,” I groaned in her ear.
“Fill me with your seed,” she begged. “Please. Fill me. Right now. I need you to fill me up.”
“Whatever you want,” I said as my seed gushed into her waiting tunnel.
I tugged Raven’s chin backwards and kissed her hard as shivers ran through my entire body like I’d been hit with a stun gun. My hot cream filled the goth woman, and she sat hard on my dick like she didn’t want one drop of my seed to escape her. I thrust into her one more time before my girlfriend collapsed onto the bed in a wet, satisfied heap.
“You really are good at that,” she panted and tugged me down next to her. “I know I said this last time… but we really need to do this more often.”
“We do,” I laughed and then trailed kisses down her neck. “We’ll have more time to be together once this is all over.”
“Mmm,” she nodded sleepily and snuggled against me. “Once this is all over.”
It didn’t take long for Raven to fall asleep, but I stayed awake for a little while to watch her. She’d worked herself to the bone over the last week with all of the autopsies for the city, but the coroner would at least have a couple of days off while we tracked Kyle down. My girlfriend snored softly, and I leaned down to press a quick kiss to her forehead before I pulled the blankets over us and fell asleep.
I woke up with a start after what felt like only a couple of seconds of sleep, and it took me a second to realize that someone had knocked on the apartment door. The sound echoed through the room again, and Raven groaned irritably as she snuggled underneath the blankets. I grinned and shook my head at the sleepy goth woman, leaned down to kiss the top of her head, and then got up to grab some pants.
“You can stay in bed,” I whispered to my girlfriend. “I’ll be back later. Just get some rest.”
“Mmm,” she answered as if sleep would not be a problem, because she wasn’t really awake.
“I’m coming, I’m coming,” I said loud enough for whoever it was to hear me as another knock echoed through the apartment.
It took me a second to get dressed, but at least my guest didn’t bang on the door again. I snagged one of the pastries from the kitchenette, looked through the peephole and then glanced over my shoulder to make sure that Raven was completely covered. Junior stood patiently in the hallway, but Orion paced behind the hairy man like a kid waiting for his parents to wake up.
“Good morning,” I said as I opened the door and slipped out into the hallway with them. “What’s up?”
“We finished the tracker,” Orion said before Junior could answer. “It’s ready to be tested. Well, we already tested it in the basement. I was able to track Junior through every wall. I even tracked everyone else’s location all the way to the top floor where the Watcher lives.”
“So, it’ll definitely be able to help you find the bunker where Kyle Isles is hiding,” Junior said with a pointed look at the other tech super. “It’s a mixture between a heat sensing camera and ground-penetrating radar with an extra… let’s call it an acoustic wave… that is tuned in specifically to Vis.”
“That’s what took so long for us to figure out,” the other inventor said while I ate my pastry and nodded along. “Paul managed to sneak back out last night and get to the city lab for the latest confiscated batch. It’s the stuff that they found in the mayor’s office. Anyway, we managed to get the device to hone in on that formula.”
“Okay,” I said and let it slide that Paul left the safety of the Heroes Society, especially since it had apparently helped the two tech supers finish the tracker. “Where is it?”
“Right here,” my building supervisor said and handed me a cellphone-like device. “It should be inconspicuous enough that no one will even notice you using it.”
“And if you can get close enough to the Vis and the bunker, then this button right here will turn on the chemical tracking mechanism. You don’t want to turn it on too early, or it’ll lead you to every drug addict in New Liberty.”
“That would take forever,” I laughed and motioned for them to head to the elevator. “There are miles and miles of tunnels underneath the city. Will this thing be able to tell me which one I need to go to?”
“Yes,” both men said at the same time as the elevator doors opened.
“We already programmed it with all of the tunnels that Marty was able to find before he went off the grid,” Orion said. “And we narrowed it down by eliminating any areas where the tunnels have recently collapsed.”
“But we also used that as a guideline as to where Kyle might be hiding,” Junior added. “Since the tunnels would only collapse if there was something going on underneath them. It looks like most of them are happening near the north edge of the city, closer to the forest entry to the tunnels where no one will accidentally see them. I’d start there first.”
“Sounds good,” I said around a yawn.
“Be careful out there,” the Watcher said as she slowly moved us toward the lobby. “I’ve been tracking Chief Alvarez and Blue Frost all morning, and it looks like they’re up to something. There’s been a lot of calls being made to local news stations, but I haven’t been able to listen to any of them. Kyle must have his own hacker, because someone is doing a very good job of blocking me.”
“You weren’t caught, were you?” I asked as we reached the lobby and the doors opened.
“Of course not,” the woman said in an offended tone. “But I had to be extra careful, so that’s all the information that I have right now. Something tells me that they’re going to have a press conference later today.”
“They do need to appoint an interim mayor,” I frowned and tapped my foot. “The city needs someone to lead them, and Kyle will want another puppet in office.”
“My thoughts exactly,” the Watcher said.
“I can’t wait until this is all over and everything goes back to normal,” Orion sighed as I walked off the elevator.
“It’ll never go back to the way it was before,” I said with a shrug. “But I’m looking forward to the city being free from Kyle’s influence. And the Heroes Society being reinstated.”
“And the National Guard leaving,” Junior agreed.
I turned to look at the two men, who had heavy bags under their eyes like sleep was just an elusive myth. They’d risked their lives to make the tracker in my hand, and if the National Guard, or the police, found out what we were up to, then we’d all be thrown into prison. But I knew I wouldn’t let that happen, just like I wouldn’t let New Liberty be destroyed by whatever Kyle had planned.
“To a better day,” I laughed and waved at them. “One without Kyle and his goons.”
“To a better day,” Orion snorted the old mayor’s slogan.
The elevator doors slid shut, and my hoverboard glided through the lobby toward me like it had a mind of its own. Orion had said that the nanobots would learn the more that I used them, and they’d even managed to figure out how to get in and out of buildings to come to my aid. It was definitely the best invention that the tech super had ever made, and I hopped onto the metal sheet as the tiny robots made it look like a longboard.
“Off I go,” I said with a reassuring nod to myself.
“Osiris!” Orion’s voice echoed across the tile floor as I made my way to the back door.
“What’s up?” I asked and turned the hoverboard around to face him.
“I almost forgot to give you this,” he panted like the run from the elevator had been a marathon.
The inventor pulled out a normal-looking face mask, but it shimmered with nanobots when he flipped it over to show the inside. I took the thin fabric and inspected it closer to see that it was made with the latest thread that the Designer had invented that was supposed to be invulnerable to all extreme temperatures. Orion smiled from ear to ear like a kid in a candy shop, clapped his hands, and then motioned for me to put it on.
“The Designer and I actually worked together for that one,” he said. “The nanobots will turn into a full mask if you end up being attacked in public, and the thread will keep you safe if you run into another ice super. It’s not a full suit, but at least your head will be safe.”
“That’s the important part,” I laughed and put the mask on. “Thanks. I’ll try not to get into too much trouble. This is just a reconnaissance mission, anyway.”
“So was your visit to the mayor’s office,” the Designer huffed. “And we all know how that turned out.”
“I just want to find the bunker, and then we can figure out how we’re going to attack it,” I said. “That’s all.”
“And we’ll all be here when you get back,” Vera said as the eagle-woman walked out of the nearby elevator. “Lady Lightning, Golden Weaver, and I will have our weapons inventory sorted by the time you come back.”
“And Junior and I are going to be tweaking the psychic blocking bracelets,” Orion nodded and then yawned so wide that his jaw cracked.
“After a nap,” I said. “I need you guys to be well-rested just in case something happens.”
“Sure, sure,” he nodded and then patted my shoulder. “Be safe out there. Oh, and the nanobots can communicate with us in the lab if anything goes wrong.”
“Sounds good,” I said and then waved goodbye.
Serpentine already had the back door unlocked by the time that I came around the corner, and the old snake-super nodded solemnly like we were warriors about to go into battle, though that wasn’t too far from the truth. I glanced over my shoulder as I floated into the alley, took a deep breath, and then reminded myself that everyone would be fine. The door’s guardian was tough, and even if Kyle’s men managed to get by Serpentine, they wouldn’t be able to overwhelm Vera, Golden Weaver, and Mrs. Krux, even in her bathrobe and slippers.
“Alright,” I said and floated through the streets on my fake longboard. “I just need to find the tunnels, get back, and then we can figure out our next step.”
New Liberty was like a ghost town as I slipped through the streets like a teenager out for a ride on my longboard. My jeans and hoodie helped me to blend in with the guys standing on street corners, and with the hood up and the nanobots in the face mask hard at work, it was impossible for anyone to identify me. I nodded to a couple of office workers outside of one of the city’s famous bakeries, but they just huddled together and watched me suspiciously until I was out of sight.
With so few people around, I made it all the way to the north side in record time. The north side was filled with giant mansions and tall apartment buildings with marble columns and more National Guardsmen than the rest of New Liberty combined. I shook my head at the preferential treatment, but at least I wasn’t the only person on the streets. I glanced around again, then pulled the cellphone-like tracker from my pocket. It beeped to life when I turned it on, and the screen filled with a green-tinted light as it began to read the surface. I shrugged like I’d just read a text, and then I set off in the direction indicated by the little arrow.
It soon became clear that the government was more worried about protecting the rich than the rest of us, but that’s exactly why the Heroes Society was so important, especially since Kyle had recruited so many of the elite into his evil plan. The normal citizens had basically been left to fend for themselves, and even the few that were supers didn’t have the kind of powers that would actually help them to protect themselves or their families.
No. The city needed superheroes, and as soon as the psychic supervillain was taken down, then we’d work to bring everyone back.
My attention shifted to the device in my hand as it started to buzz, and I let out a relieved sigh that it didn’t make a loud beeping noise that would draw the attention of the nearby National Guardsmen. The soldiers had already started to watch me as I made my way through the streets on the fake longboard, because longboarding was apparently frowned upon in this part of town. But at least no one had stopped me, so I kept my head down as I followed the tracker toward the forest. It was almost a relief as I slowly made my way out of the city down one of the tree-covered roads that led further into the countryside, even though I was sure there were cameras and drones still keeping watch.
I’d barely passed the river when the device started to buzz like crazy, and a warning went off right as two giant white trucks drove past me. The screen said that there was Vis nearby, and I quickly hit the button on the side for the chemical tracker. I swore under my breath as the arrow immediately shifted to follow the trucks that were headed into the city, and my search for the bunker officially took a back seat.
The white trucks barreled through the city streets so fast that it was hard for me to keep up with them without giving away that the longboard was actually a hoverboard, but thankfully, the tracker was able to point me in their direction even when they were out of sight. The drivers were so focused on their route that neither of them noticed me in their side mirrors, but I still kept to the side streets as much as possible just in case. The Vis-loaded vehicles weaved through New Liberty until they reached the main square, and my stomach dropped all the way to my stomach as I saw a podium and tents being set up downtown.
“Orion?” I asked as I activated the nanobot communication device. “Orion, are you there?”
“I’m here,” the inventor mumbled like a sleepy teenager. “What’s up? Did you find the bunker?”
“No,” I said with a shake of my head as if he could see me. “The tracker picked up some Vis in a couple of big white trucks. They stopped downtown, and it looks like there’s going to be a festival or something. Have you been watching the news?”
“I was sleeping,” Orion said, and I heard the metal creak of his cot as the inventor got out of bed. “Everyone else is upstairs prepping for the fight. Give me a second to turn on the news…”
I ducked into an alley to watch the trucks as the drivers hopped out and started to unload the cargo. The tracker still buzzed like a car alarm in my hand, but the boxes that were unloaded were all marked with a fireworks logo. I moved a little closer but then had to hide in another alley as Chief Alvarez and Blue Frost walked over to the two drivers.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” Orion said and pulled my attention away from the conversation that was too far away for me to overhear. “Well, you guys were right. They’re definitely going to be appointing a new mayor.”
“Who is it?” I asked.
“No idea,” the inventor huffed. “The news is saying that the guy has been specifically chosen by the president after what happened with Admiral Freedom and the last mayor. They’re going to announce it tonight at some giant festival downtown.”
“And let me guess,” I huffed. “Everyone in the city is encouraged to come?”
“Yep,” he said. “There’s going to be a speech from Chief Alvarez, and he’s going to introduce some of the new police officers. The new mayor is going to tell us all about his plans for the city, and then after sunset, there’s going to be a fireworks show.”
“That has to be when Kyle is planning to make his move,” I said and watched the rest of the fireworks being unloaded. “Have everyone meet in the conference room. I’ll be there in five minutes. Open the window for me.”
“Will do,” the inventor said. “Don’t get caught.”
“I won’t,” I said and then disconnected the line.
Both trucks were stuffed to the brim with fireworks boxes, and food truck vendors had already started to set up around the city square’s edges, but it was the alcohol distributors that really caught my attention. None of the bottles that were unloaded had the tell-tale purple sheen of Vis, but the tracker had made it clear that whatever was actually in the fireworks boxes had the superdrug. If enough people were drunk and full on food and liquor, then they wouldn’t be able to defend themselves when Kyle started to distribute the Vis during the final act.
